What is it all about
Actually I would rather wait
Before you respond
Though not to wait so long
That the imperative meaning
Becomes feint
So feint in fact
That its breaking open
Is obscured or defeated
Better then, with your answer
To rephrase the question
With your own understanding
Only at that time to pour forth
To illuminate the skies
Way beyond the treetops
We go many ways
I arrived here today
Who knows where next
Not often
Entirely of my own making
I trust you understand
Complications
Situations
Fusion and diffusion
The sea still calls me
Moorlands and mountains too
Sound their own echoes
People of course
Never one to forget
Who might raise the alarms
Now Book Two
Or Nummer Zwei
If you prefer
I turn to you
To be carefree
Alive with joy
No mention here
Of reasons why
Or reasons why not
Better today
To stay with life
As it falls in my lap
You know the sort of thing
So no need for me to expand
Other than to say thank you for being here
Proserpine
Your words I find
In the midnight mind
Searching for a peace of kind
A solitary recitation
Escape to meditation
Walking on sands of sedimentation
From the galleries of sensation
Tortured heart
Broken soul
Bare, on the gallery wall
Pain standing ten feet tall
Your sleep
Is my sleep
Your weeping
Is what I keep
Silently, slowly you slip away
Fade, fade, fade away
The flowers lose their colour
The trees lose their leaves
Silently, slowly you slip away
My tortured heart
A deck of cards, broken apart
By the midnight mind
The insomnia was overtaken
Travelled it seems so so far away
And now we are awakened
Our pain has been taken
We have left behind
All that was forsaken
Lost what I thought was mine
In the garden of Proserpine
I stare in the window a gleam in my eye
Come in beckons the lady
Me innocent I
The lace is St. Lauren
The French panties would make you want to cry
I so so want to buy them
Me innocent I
The doorway is wide
No need to be scared
Come in beckons the lady, nothing to fear
The lace is authentic
The lady smiles
"Obviously for a special person”
Well now I'm talking, what do you think
In a shop full of ladies' underwear
Without a blink
Me innocent I
"If my husband bought me that
Heaven knows what I’d do"
Yes now we are talking
And there's only us two
We've moved from St. Lauren
To G.Strings and briefs
"Some people will wear them
Some people won't
What about your lady
You innocent I”
I say that you are special
That your figure is good
That you are fun to be with
Educating me, innocent see
"But are you shy and retiring, or experimental and gay"
What! No, no, absolutely not I say
Just a slight misunderstanding
A little laugh
"I mean outgoing, energy for life”
Yes that's right
Back on the right track
Do you think a lady
Would like to be given these I ask
"Oh yes, oh yes, absolutely"
"Especially that
That would leave her in no doubt"
No doubt as to what, I dare not ask
Well that’s it, I’ll take them
Wrap ‘em up
"Nay you'll need t’stockings an’t slip”
She smiles
“You innocent I”